Hearing Lin Xuan's words, Tang Feng habitually smiled and rubbed his head.
"So... you found the item. Could you help me move the sofa back in place?" Lin Xuan asked, her beautiful eyes gazing at Tang Feng.
Tang Feng quickly nodded and walked over.
With the two of them working together, the sofa was put back in its place.
However, the back and forth left them both soaked in sweat, especially on their backs where the moisture trickled endlessly, their clothes drenched.
The crappy summer heat.
Without air conditioning, it was pure torture.
Lin Xuan frowned, moving her arm around. Moving the sofa had strained her arm, and now it ached.
"What's wrong?" Tang Feng asked with concern.
Lin Xuan pouted and lifted her arm.
"Right here, it suddenly hurts a lot."
Tang Feng glanced at her snow-white arm.
Lin Xuan's skin was very fair, the texture exquisitely smooth, with a faint luster winding across it.
"Must be a strained muscle. How about I give you a massage?" he suggested.
